And if we dream - Draco Malfoy/ OC

Chapter 27- Anteoculatia

Summary: Like some magnetic force, like some unbreakable bond she was drawn back to him again and again. And now, staying away was an inconceivable notion. "Always." she murmured, one hand finding his, the other tangling into his platinum hair, "Always."

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To Chocolatsugar your review actually terrified me as I had already written the events in the first half of this chapter then saw your comment about Averys magic ability. Scary stuff!

Hope everyone enjoys!

Please remember there will be canon divulgence - other wise Avery wouldn't

exist!

DUDES! I WENT TO THE HARRY POTTER WARNER BROS STUDIOS TOUR THING YESTERDAY! THAT SHIT WAS EPIC AND I WAS LIKE MUST WRITE!

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"I've no doubt," Professor Snape's voice washed over the students, "that once again this will be a pointless exercise as half of you here still will not grasp the difficult nature and delicate art of non verbal spells. However, the curriculum says that we must try."

Avery rolled her eyes where she stood beside Harry, whom she had been paired up with this lesson. Non verbal spells were ridiculously hard. Avery had always excelled in defence, except for the patronus, she had always been rather good at potions too which was a delicate art in itself. Non verbal spells though were something she found that she wasn't so good at. It required a lot of concentration, more so than potions and astronomy in which they could often stand for hours and not see what they searched for. It required more concentration than Herbology for which it was common knowledge that she was terrible. Avery hadn't really ever had a lot of concentration finding herself fidgety and bored after long amounts of time doing nothing. Something that had annoyed her mother to no end during her child hood.

"I've partnered you with other people, hopefully to avoid any situations of the likes of last lesson." Avery felt heat bloom over her cheeks, Harry chuckled beside her and she smacked her hand against his arm.

"Shut up." she mumbled.

"It's not so bad Ave." Harry laughed, "Everyone has mostly forgotten about it by now."

"Until Snape reminded everyone." she grumbled.

"Remember, concentration is key. Get on with it." Snape continued.

"Maybe you'll end up in the hospital wing this time Greenwood." Draco Malfoy mumbled as he trailed past her, a hand brushing gently across the small of her back. Avery schooled her features into a frown as Harry glared at the blonde, though she really wanted to laugh with him. It had been funny after all. They'd even laughed about it last night.

Her cheeks flamed at the thought. She didn't know why she had kissed him the night before, only that it had felt completely right and still did now. Only that she hadn't been able to stop thinking about the first time he'd kissed her before Christmas break, whether she would have admitted it or not. And she wouldn't ever.

He'd been more surprised than her actually. When she'd pulled back, Dragon still squashed between them, his eyes had been wider than any saucer she'd seen, though there had been no more signs of tears.

She has opened her mouth to say something, maybe apologise and she had been poised to run, only Dragon had dropped to the floor and his hands had found her face and they were kissing again. His lips warm and so soft against hers. It should have felt wrong, she should have been disgusted even, this was Malfoy for Merlin's sake! It didn't matter then she's seen a new side of him he was still Malfoy. Instead, she had felt relaxed, right, like she had meant to be doing this all along. Like all the years had been wasted on animosity and anger when they could have been doing this the whole time! She'd been enveloped in the smell of vanilla and taste of his mouth and it had been incredible.

They'd spent the rest of the evening trading kisses, bantering back and forth as was their way until they'd separated around midnight without so much as a goodbye but a shared smile.

Avery had found her mood souring as she moved further from the tower and closer to the Gryffindor common room, as if the bubble she and Malfoy had occupied just minutes ago was slowly dissipating and the real world was returning. By the time she had changed and gotten into bed she had almost convinced herself that it hadn't happened at all, sure that when they returned to lessons the next day everything would go back to how it was before.

It had, sort of, there hadn't been any badly timed blushing or furtive glances across the crowded hall. They hadn't pulled each other into hidden passageways to kiss each other senseless, in fact she had only seen Malfoy when she was meant to; in class.

There were things though, tiny things, a gentler quirk of the lips as he passed by with a snide remark for Harry, the soft brush of his arm against hers as he passed her in the Great hall and just now, in Snape's late hour class, a brush of his hand against the small of her back even as he insulted her. Difference and familiarity.

"Ave!" Harry called, "You in there?"

"Yes." she smiled, "Come on then, give it to me."

"Snape said you have to shoot at me, it's probably safer if I try and block." he laughed.

"Funny Harry." she deadpanned, taking her stance, "Really hilarious."

She raised her wand and breathed deeply, thoughts immediately leaving Malfoy and the night before.

She could do this, she was a capable witch, strong when needed, she could concentrate enough and prove Snape wrong. Show him that she was capable, not that she needed or really wanted his approval in any other form than a DADA passing grade for her OWLS.

Anteoculatia, she thought, pushing as much force behind the word as she could manage, the hex to turn someone's hair to antlers the first thing that came to mind. The hex itself wasn't too difficult.

Anteoculatia... Anteoculatia... Anteoculatia... Anteoculatia

Anteoculatia...

"Merlin's beard Ave! My hair!" Harry cried as the dark upon his head began to twist and morph into antlers, large a three pronged, a stag like his patronus and black as his hair.

Avery smiled, "I knew I could do it."

Her eyes met blue across the room, an approving nod. Avery grinned. "Your turn." she laughed even as the hex melted away returning Harry to his former, messy self.

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"So no one got injured." Malfoy said, as he moved into step beside her, where she walked through the hallway, "That's a first for you."

She grinned, "I gave Harry antlers, I am on top of the world and nothing you can say can bring me down."

"How about well done?" Draco asked.

"Well that worked." Avery snorted, "What do you want? Are you going to hex me?"

"Meet me again tonight?"

"Like a planned meeting?" She asked, feeling his thin fingers brush against hers softly.

The blonde nodded and she smiled, "Okay. See you tonight."

"You will indeed Greenwood." Malfoy said louder, pulling his hand away as Hermione turned around from ahead where she spoke to Harry and expertly avoided Ron at the same time.

"What was that?" Hermione asked, as the Slytherin stalked ahead.

"What?" Avery asked, "What was what?"

"That." she frowned, "With Malfoy?"

"He was just being himself, Hermione. Undermining what I did in there." Avery explained, ignoring the small pang of guilt she felt at lying to her best friend. It seemed enough to appease her though, as she cried, "You were brilliant Ave! Harry looked so funny!"

"I knew I could do it. I just need to work on the blocking."

"Hopefully we'll never have to use it in real life." Hermione said, with a smile, "But it's probably wise to learn yes."

"I've got this 'Mione."

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She snuck from the common room earlier that night, robes wrapped tightly around her uniform she hadn't had time to change from, Hermione and the others had gone to bed early so she hadn't received more than a few first and second year looks as she left, from those not used to her and her friends nightly escapades.

The halls were ice cold as she walked quietly, constantly aware of the patrolling prefects and teachers.

She encountered no problems though and made it to the tower to find Malfoy already there, leaning in his usual spot, staring out across the grounds.

"Fancy seeing you here." Avery spoke, laughing a little at his small jolt as he jumped at her presence.

"Are you following me, Greenwood?"

"Apparently so."

"You did good today." Draco smiled gently, so completely opposite to the boy she had known all these years.

"Thanks. You did too, nearly knocked Blaise for six. Bit of a mean spell." she spoke as she joined him against the ledge.

"I'm fairly certain he was trying to make me loose my hair or something when it was his turn. It was revenge really." he explained.

"Brilliant of you. Really." she mocked.

"Hmmmm." The Slytherin hummed, a hand finding her waist and pulling her closer, breath brushing across her lips.

"So this is a thing?" Avery asked, gesturing the short space between them.

"If kissing you is a thing then yes." He replied, voice seductive.

Avery breathed deeply, "You smell like vanilla." she murmured against the pale column of his throat.

"Shut up, Avery," he whispered, before he kissed her.

I had to end it there, went completely blank and needed to move on!

Potions, ingredients, spells etc from Harry Potter WIKI.

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